Friday, April 1, 2011

Attia Hosain


Started reading Attia Hosain's Sunlight on a Broken Column yesterday. She is mesmerizing. Every thought, every page feels laden with effervescence and love, with circumspection and gut-wrenching compassion, with hope, perspicuity and passionate longing.

I try and grasp desperately at figments of the past, but they move ceaselessly in her achingly beautiful story and I am left speechless - a disembodied voice tries to speak to the spirit of the age and I hear her words whisper comfortingly in return.

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